I had a thought this morning that made me think twice.
One of those eyebrow lifting moments. I realized I had been talking to myself in a twisted and warped way for quite a while, and it was time to untangle the story that was living in my head.
Dust off the cobwebs and rearrange the furniture up in the attic, so to speak.
For years, I was operating on the premise that running made me a strong person.
It was a fundamental belief that I held for who knows how long.
Too long.
Somewhere along my path, I had come to believe that I was a strong, good, passionate, dedicated, persevering, faithful, hardworking and brave person – because I was a runner.
If that is true though, during this time of injury (5 months and counting, with very little and sometimes no running at all) would stand to reason that I am therefor less of all these things.
FALSE.
You can go ahead and laugh out loud. I did.
I had it all wrong.
All of these things about me ARE TRUE. And always have been. Even before I ever ran my first step.
And they will hold true – no matter how little or long, how fast or slow, how easy or hard I run.
I am a strong person who happens to love to run.
Not a strong runner who happens to be a person.
I bet you are the same.
Yes, this is such an important realization! A good portion of my book is based on this very topic. It’s great to see you having this revelation and being so strong!
🙂 thank you so much! your book is on my list – really looking forward to reading it. i’m loving following your journey on instagram!
I have those thoughts often. It’s time to kick that thinking to the curb!
xxoo yes i agree!!!